"I understand that the Blood-colored Demon Shadow is indeed the spirit of the Blood-Drinking Sword, but the head of the Jiang family sealed it off!" Xu Yang thought for a moment and understood the reason.

A heavenly mysterious weapon like the Blood Drinking Sword has its own spirituality and arrogance. A waste Xuanzong like Jiang Jingwei is not worthy of controlling it at all. So Jiang Zhongjie used powerful means to seal the spirit of the Blood Drinking Sword, making it unable to resist. He had a thought to sit in the Blood Drinking Sword and help his son Jiang Jingwei control the weapon.

"So that's it, shoot the soul bow, the heart arrow! Break it for me!" Xu Yang shot four arrows in a row, and each arrow hit a chain that tied the blood-colored demon shadow. He heard four crisp sounds, and all four red chains broke.

The blood-colored demon shadow roared to the sky, and the world of the blood sea was surging.

"Hateful, hateful! I actually suppressed me, I must take revenge, I want to kill you!"

After the seal was lifted, the blood-colored demon shadow gradually highlighted its facial features and limbs, and its mind was unruly, and it was swearing.

"The blood-drinking sword, the person who sealed you is the head of the Jiang family in Beiyu City, an extremely powerful mysterious person! I have rescued you, you must surrender to me, and let me take you to fight in all directions." Xu Yang shot away with an idea.

The facial features of the blood-colored demon shadow gradually became clear. It was a strange blood-haired man. It looked extremely handsome and did not look like the human atmosphere. After feeling Xu Yang's thoughts, the Blood-Drinking Sword Artifact Spirit said disdainfully: "What are you? For the sake of you releasing me, I will not harm you, otherwise I will make you my sword slave!"

"Have a personality." Xu Yang suddenly remembered that some evil mysterious weapons would indeed counter the master and turn the mysterious person holding them into a slave without thoughts.

For example, in the Qingqiu Ancient City, in the underground palace hall, Xu Yang saw a three-yin Divine Killing Sword. He controlled a Xuanwang-level corpse, and Hong Feimiaomiao was missing. Now it seems that this blood-drinking sword is also a product along the way.

Xu Yang did not get angry at all, and another thought passed by: "Change me into a sword slave. You don't have the qualifications yet."

"Hmph, it's ridiculous! Your mental power is not weak, but your realm is too low and you haven't reached Xuanzong yet! I want to control you easily." Ling Ren, the monster blood-drinking sword weapon, said.

"It's better for you and I to bet, let go of my mind and control me as much as you want! If you fail, submit to me and follow me to conquer all directions." Xu Yang said.

"Okay, but you cannot resist. You cannot use your soul-shooting bow to deal with me!" The demonic blood of the Blood-drinking Sword Spirit moved and said.

"A word is determined." Xu Yang sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and held the hilt of the Blood Drinking Sword, let the soul of the Blood Drinking Sword invade.

A sensational and cold mental power invaded Xu Yang's sea of ​​consciousness from his arm holding the sword.

In Xu Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, the power of Yin and Cold suddenly condensed. It turned into a strange image of a man with blood-haired hair. He looked around for a long smile and said, "Yes, such a vast sea of ​​consciousness, it seems that this sword slave has extraordinary potential!" Its body burst into long blood-shaped ropes, spreading towards Xu Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

One of the long blood-colored ropes came to Xu Yang's soul crystal.

"Hey, what is this?" The Blood Drinking Sword Artifact came here with a spirit brush. Observing the crystal clear soul crystal.

A long blood-colored rope poked out from the palm of the Blood-Drinking Sword Spirit and stabbed towards the soul crystal.

The soul crystal suddenly emitted blue light, melting the long blood-colored cable! Then the soul crystal began to fight back, and the overwhelming blue light surged and wrapped the blood-drinking sword weapon spirit.

"Damn it, it turned out to be a perfect seed, I hate it..." The thought that the blood-drinking sword weapon spirit invaded was instantly melted!

In the blood sea space inside the Blood Drinking Sword, a blood light flashed, and the Blood Drinking Sword Spirit condensed into its body again, but it was a little weaker.

"How about it, you can't control me, then surrender to me." Xu Yang said.

Xu Yang was relieved to let the Blood Drinking Sword invade, not only relying on the soul crystal, but also relying on the wonderful uses of Zhenxuan Tower.

However, the spirit of the Blood Drinking Sword has not even passed the Soul Crystal level, so it failed directly, and did not trigger the divine power of Zhenxuan Tower.

"Okay..." The Blood-Drinking Sword Spirit muttered, "It turns out to be a perfect soul seed. I believe this little guy will achieve extraordinary achievements in the future, and it will not be considered as a humiliation."

"What perfect soul seed?" Xu Yang asked.

The Blood Drinking Sword Artifact Spirit said, "You don't know what you know in the sea of ​​consciousness?" It suddenly became silent. No matter how Xu Yang asked, he would not answer this question.

"Okay, I agree to surrender to you, but I have nine superb mysterious patterns in the Blood Drinking Sword. You have to replicate at least three of them to exert my basic power." The Blood Drinking Sword said with a breakdown.

Xu Yang nodded. He realized that he would not say even if the Blood Drinking Sword continued to ask. This guy is now wild and has no intention of being the same as him.

Replicating three superb mysterious patterns is impossible even an ordinary Xuanzong. However, Xu Yang's mental power is already quite powerful and can complete this task.

The power of the mind spreads out from the middle of the eyebrows and begins to outline the three superb mysterious patterns of the Blood Drinking Sword.

"Damn it, return my blood-drinking sword to me!" This was the roar of Master Jiang Jingwei. He was thrust by Yu Xuanyu and hit the wall heavily, looking miserable. However, under the protection of Liufeng Armor, Jiang Jingwei was not hurt.

On the other side, Zhu Po Long pressed the body of the crane and ferocious bird with two thick front paws, his serrated mouths, bit the neck of the crane and ferocious bird with greedily swallowing the overflowing blood.

The scene showed a one-sided suppression. As long as Xu Yang successfully replicated the Blood Drinking Sword, it would be when Jiang Jingwei was completely defeated.

At the other end of the corridor, there were chaotic footsteps, and a group of people came over.

"Haha, Brother Jiang, you were beaten like this by a little girl at the level of Xuanshi? It's so miserable. Do you want me, Gao Xiaosong, to help me?"

There were nine people coming in total, which was the Taichu Taoist Temple led by Gao Xiaosong.

"Brother Gao, it's great that you can come! Help me kill these little thieves, especially the one in blue. He is distracted from dealing with my Blood Drinking Sword and cannot be distracted at all. It's a good opportunity." Jiang Jingwei howled.

Gao Xiaosong's eyes lit up: "Blood drinks the sword?"

"That's right, my father left a thought in the blood-drinking sword to take charge. I guess this boy in blue has been suppressed by my father's thoughts and will definitely not be able to pull himself away." Jiang Jingwei roared.

"Haha!" A look of greed flashed in Gao Xiaosong's eyes, "It's God who helped me."

"Young Master, we will kill all these people, seize the heavenly mysterious weapon, and then blame Jiang Jingwei's cause of death to the little killing god Xu Yang! Let the Jiang family in Beiyu City and fight with Canglan Mansion." A Xuanzong said. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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